readx;? We approached the Guandi Temple, and someone inside probed outward, and then ran over to report: "My lord, the 'King of Qin' summons, please wait at the Guandi Temple, they will immediately have a big figure in the meeting come over." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Shi Zhou** sneered: "Big shots? The big shots of the 'Qin Wang Society' are all stuck in Chang'an, Jinzhong, how can they come to Jinan, Shandong? These people have inflated themselves to a certain extent, and they don't know who they are at all. Well, invite them to come, and if necessary, listen to my orders, and catch them all. However, tell others to be clean and don't get blood all over the floor. ”

The man randomly blew a copper whistle with the thickness of a little finger, and there were many changes in the whistle, the duration was sometimes short, sometimes high and sometimes low, which should be the code word that expressed the content of Shi Zhou**'s order.

"Go into the temple. Shi Zhou** made a "please" gesture.

Instead of being blindly arrogant, I humbly asked her to go first.

The structure of the Guandi Temple is relatively simple, because the land price and land on Furong Street are really expensive and scarce, even if there is money, the nearby shops and residents are unwilling to vacate more space to build the temple. Therefore, the Guandi Temple can only be aggrieved and seek perfection, built with the topography, there is only a large temple, which enshrines the statues of Guan Erye, Zhou Cang, and Guan Ping.

Shi Zhou** and I entered the temple, just walked to the release pond in the center of the courtyard, and the lights in the front hall were bright, illuminating the courtyard as if it were day.

Through the light, I saw that Guan Erye was still standing on the altar, and there was nothing abnormal as I usually saw.

Shi Zhou** circled around the release pond twice, pressed the railing with his hand, and looked into the water.

The water in the pond comes from the Hibiscus Spring, which does not dry up in the dry season and does not flood in the rainy season, and is quite spiritual. Now, under the pond is a thick layer of coins, which are thrown by good men and women when they enter the temple to pray for blessings.

"Burn incense?" I asked.

This is the rule of visiting Guandi Temple, and anyone who comes in must burn incense and bow down, because Guan Erye has two identities. First, he is respected as the "martial saint" by the martial arts circles of the rivers and lakes, and is the idol of the characters in the rivers and lakes who "emphasize righteousness and feelings"; second, he is also respected as the "God of Martial Wealth" by the business figures, and stands side by side with Zhao Gongming, the god of literature and wealth, regardless of superiority or inferiority.

The people's love for Guan Erye is from the heart, and there is no need for any official moral kidnapping, so although this temple is small, it is full of incense and extremely popular.

Shi Zhou** nodded: "Yes, the Chinese respect Guan Yunchang no less than our Japanese respect Oda Nobunaga, Takeda Shingen and other generations." It's a good thing to see the wise and respect the seniors. ”

We walked into the main hall side by side and took three sticks of incense each.

This is in Jinan, China, I am the Lord and Shizhou ** is a guest, so I asked her to pay homage first.

Under closer inspection, I can see that Guan Erye's statue has traces of quick-drying cement repair under his feet.

It is not surprising to me that those workers used their ingenuity to move the statue back from the old house, but how did the statue enter the old house from the east of the Guandi Temple hundreds of meters east without any motivation or assistance? Moreover, I know very well that the gate of the old house cannot allow the idol to pass through, and he can only enter through the wall.

If I had to explain, I would only say that Grandpa used the "Five Ghost Transport" or similar thaumaturgy to achieve this result.

Shi Zhou** first inserted the incense into the incense burner, then knelt down on the old futon in front of the altar, folded his hands, and kowtowed three times in a row.

"Please bless Guan Erye, who has great powers, and let us retreat, leave China, and go back to Japan. China and Japan are fraternal neighbors separated by a strip of water, and they will certainly be able to make joint efforts for peace in Asia in the future. She prayed softly again.

I looked at the silhouette of Shi Zhou**, and I could also think of Sang Qinghong, Ming Qianying and others.

Japanese female ninjas are a very unique group in the rivers and lakes, both ordinary ninjas' hidden weapons, swordsmanship, stealth and climbing and jumping methods, as well as exclusive female ninjas' charming, stealth, and yin ninjutsu, no matter which situation is attacked, killed, fought and defended, female ninjas can easily deal with it. According to reliable sources, Japanese female ninjas have become the standard in the ranks of the bodyguards of the "first lady" of countries around the world.

In the process of self-harm and killing the enemy by Shi Zhou**, I realized that she was a stoic and persistent woman, and she could not be ignored in the slightest.

"Mr. Xia, please. Shi Zhou** stood up and stepped aside.

I respectfully inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner side by side, and then knelt on the futon, clasped my palms together, and looked up at the statue of Guan Erye.

The idol was motionless, but from its solemn face, I thought of my grandfather and the ancestors of the Xia clan.

"In adversity, always strive for the top, and never give up in the ups and downs. "This is the oath I want to make in front of Second Master Guan.

The current Jinan City is full of great characters inside and out. If you can't be positive and constantly improve yourself, you will be trampled on by the big people at will and become the mud on the soles of other people's feet, which is exactly what the ancestors of the Xia family cannot tolerate.

"Grandpa, thank you for all the ambushes you laid in advance, I will cherish my life, strive to do better, and carry forward the Xia family. I prayed silently.

"My lord, the people from the 'King of Qin' have arrived. "Someone came in to report it.

I didn't look back, but I only listened to the movement, and I knew that Shi Zhou** had strode out.

A killing is inevitable, and the most terrifying thing is that Shi Zhou** is good at dealing with the aftermath and will not let the police detect these murders that happened in the dark night. With her careful arrangement, by tomorrow, the bloodstains and corpses were simply non-existent, leaving no available trail for the police.

After I kowtowed three times, I pressed my forehead against the futon and thought deeply.

In a trance, I was back on the speeding train, running to the end of the Jade Rakshasa's death.

I knew that between the movement and the stopping of the train, there must be a huge gamble hidden.

To put it simply, from the starting point of the Jade Rakshasa, the train never reaches the end, and her curse killing operation will not begin. If it weren't for that earth-shattering curse, her life might have been different. Or, she used another method that was not radical and non-sacrificial to help the spy leader resist the Japanese enemy and become a model female model of the Anti-Japanese War like the Song sisters......

Any kind of "if" becomes a reality, then the present of Jinan City will not produce such complex variables as in the "Mirror Room".

From the perspective of the Japanese, if the Jade Rakshasa was prevented, the Japanese national fortunes would not have decayed and become a victim of the atomic bombing, and the emperor would not have been forced to board the Allied ship and be humiliated. Taking 10,000 steps back, there is no curse, and after World War II, Japan has long since developed into a powerful country with strong financial resources and leading science and technology like Germany, Britain, and France.

"Change all this, change the cause and effect" is the most urgent hope of the Japanese, and Ming Qianying is also pursuing this goal, but Zhao Tianzi, who was beaten and killed, calculated and shed blood on the old man of the mountain.

"The train has become the culprit of the Jade Rakshasa Doom!" I couldn't help but sigh.

When I became the spy leader, I could feel his helplessness. It is wrong to walk forward, to stop, to go backwards, and although there is a road everywhere in his eyes, he has no way out.

Perhaps, to solve the chaos of that time, only the head of the old government could do it. There was no one but him.

As soon as the Führer gave the order, the spy leader was completely liberated, and he did not have to live in the annals of history with the infamy of a "traitor" on his back, nor did he have to live in fear during the eight years of the arduous war of resistance at the risk of being shot by the secret police, let alone end his life by "accident".

At the moment, I am not a spy leader, nor am I a person in the face of any government official, but I vaguely see a huge dead knot in the road ahead of me -- "Help the Japanese or help the countrymen?" The so-called "Chinese people" here refer to the "Seven Kings Society", Zhao Tianzi, Gu Refiners, Yan Gexing, Qi Mei and other suspicious Jianghu figures.

They are 100 percent Chinese, but they only represent their own interest groups, and none of them put "patriotism and serving the country" in the first place. Helping them, in fact, is "treason" and greatly harms national interests.

"If the ancestors of the Xia clan are at this moment, how should they choose?" I muttered to myself in my heart, hoping that in the dark, the ancestors could give me some guidance.

"Or, if you don't change history and go with the flow, is the most correct choice?" another voice came out of my heart, "Do nothing, go with the flow, like the water of a stream, day and night." Raise a glass to sell more sorrow, draw a knife and cut off the water more flowing. The more forcibly we change, the more ineffective it will be, so wouldn't it be better to withdraw and let history develop freely as it is?"

This is the most mundane, the most common, the most passive, the most passive, in other words, to do nothing, not to touch anything, just stand by and watch the wheel of history slowly turn. Over time, everyone has become a spectator of history, the world, and society, increasingly marginalized, abandoned, and at the same time abandoned by society.

"No, that's definitely not the path that the descendants of the Xia family want to take!" I subconsciously denied that voice, "People live for a lifetime, grass and trees for an autumn, if we contribute to this society, where is the meaning of our life?"

I paused for a while, and it wasn't until my tangled mood became incredibly calm that I stood up.

This is a place I have worshiped countless times, and just tonight, the statue of Guan Erye just saved my life. I know that it is absolutely reasonable for the people of Jinan and all the loyal and righteous people in the world to worship Guan Erye, because in the history of mankind, only he is the absolute embodiment of great wisdom and bravery, great benevolence and righteousness, and so far, no one has been able to surpass it.

In today's Jinan City, no matter black and white, official faces, what is lacking is a real hero like Guan Erye, but there are more door-to-door characters like Qi Mei, which disturbs the society into a miasma.

"Second Master Guan, thank you for saving your life tonight, if he can revitalize the Xia clan in the future, he will definitely be an incense offering, and he will continue to do it for a lifetime. "I prayed silently again to the idol.